Lee Mack

Veteran Poet - 1,310 Points (Shelbyville Kentucky)

When The Fire Of My Tongue Is Dry - Poem by Lee Mack

Original 04 15 2013



When the fire of my tongue dries
Free as the first of my names
The blue of my hems twist and
The slush whitens in my eye
Wings hold me though winds die
Love falls out into spaces strung
Disallowing thrust remembered
As ones used to make you cry
We will float in faith -you and I
My heart will rejoice and
Silence will move away
To make room for our voices
Lifted from lungs that pray
Each breath taken is not our last.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Lee Mack copyright 2009. ISBN # 0615318347. Reproduce with permission only.








Lee Mack copyright 2009. ISBN # 0615318347. Reproduce with permission only.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 15, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, August 8, 2014


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